cub's food reserve

Qin Zhe greeted the little beast Huo'er, but the little guy didn't follow, and stood on top of the mutated scorpion, refusing to leave.

After calling twice, Qin Zhe couldn't help laughing when he saw that the little beast didn't respond and still had a struggling expression on his face!

I don't know what kind of complicated things Huo'er is thinking about in her little head, what's with that embarrassed look?

Just when Qin Zhe bent down to pick up the hesitant fire, some images seemed to flash before his eyes, and then the black mutated scorpion under the little beast's feet disappeared.

Qin Zhe was taken aback for a moment, but then he was astonished and pleasantly surprised. Huo'er, this little fellow, must have room.

Huo'er jumped in front of another mutated scorpion, raised its little paw and repeated the action just now.

Qin Zhe focused his attention this time, and he really found a space in front of him. Although it just passed by, he could see it clearly.

Surrounded by cold white walls of flames, there are many strange things piled up in the square space.

There are crystal nuclei of various colors, as well as beautiful stones, balls, balls, basketball balls, and some pet nests.

The arrangement was quite neat, except for a few mutated scorpions that had just been taken in by Huo'er, which looked very discordant!

Qin Zhe tried it, but he couldn't touch this space, he could only see the things inside.

And it should be when Huo'er has to use his ability to collect the prey. Once it is over, the image in the space will disappear. Qin Zhe has some guesses, but this still needs to be confirmed.

No matter what ability Huo'er has, Qin Zhe has made up his mind that he will protect Huo'er for the rest of his life.

Walking into the villa, Huo'er shook her body, water droplets splashed, and her fur, which was wet by the rain, was just like that thrown clean. It was another fluffy little animal, so cute and cute that people couldn't put it down.

There was a meowing sound, and the fire of the rain was shaken off, and the little tail flicked happily a few times.

Qin Zhe, who put down the green scorpion, immediately gathered the warm current in his body that scattered into his limbs and bones, and then flew out of his body.

The small silver flame seemed to shrink a circle, and returned to the tip of Huo'er's small tail, jumping happily!

Qin Zhe could feel that the little flame seemed to have shrunk, and it was a circle smaller than when he saw it. Maybe this is the price of saving people, which made Qin Zhe a little worried, whether Huo'er would be affected by it .

With his chin scratched and his head stroked, Huo'er is very happy now.

Its prey now seems to be alive and kicking, it won't die or be stale, and it doesn't try to escape, and it will be driven away by the owner soon...

The rain outside the house is gradually subsiding, the sky is cloudy, the sky is dark, there are snowflakes falling and dancing, the cold wind is still whistling, and it is snowing.

The sky had already darkened, and the night came very early. At this time, Qin Zhe was not going to leave. He didn't have a weapon in his hand, and the darkness was even more dangerous.

In this bad weather, no one should go out. This is the outer edge of the mutated scorpion group, so it is relatively safe. Qin Zhe plans to stay overnight and leave early tomorrow morning.

A gust of cold wind poured into the house, Qin Zhe wasn't playing with Huo'er, he patted Huo'er's little head and said, "Hey, stay here, I'll get some firewood, and I'll roast green scorpions for you later."

I quickly searched around the villa, basically everything that can be used was searched, but this small villa actually has a stove, but unfortunately all the iron pots on it have been taken away, and there are only some broken bowls and spoons left. The ground is in a mess, and I can't find anything very useful.

Fortunately, there was a half-collapsed firewood house in the backyard, where Qin Zhe found an axe, some agricultural tools, and a whetstone, and most importantly, he found firewood.

The ax struck the pile of firewood, but no insects came out. It may be the territory of the mutant scorpion, and other insects dare not make mistakes.

Qin Zhe, who carried the firewood back into the house, looked again at the corner of the collapsed yard. Weeds and vines were tangled, and a landscape tree had already exceeded the height of the villa, and the crown had spread out to cover the roof.

What attracted Qin Zhe was not the tree, but the thick vines that grew up along the trunk. If the vines were as expected, perhaps, they might be sweet potato vines.

After lighting the fire, Qin Zhe took off his clothes and wrung them dry, hung them on a wooden rack to bake, and Huo Er lay on a chair with torn leather that had been wiped clean, wagging his tail at the fire, waiting for the mutation roasted on the fire The green scorpion eats.

The thin waist and abdomen exposed to the air made Qin Zhe feel a little cold. He couldn't find clothes in the villa, and he couldn't wear wet clothes. Once he got sick and lacked medical treatment, a cold would kill him.

Patting Huo'er on the head, Qin Zhe said, "I'll go to the backyard to see if I can dig sweet potatoes. If so, we can eat some vegetarian food."

After the end of the world, the trained crops can't compete with those weeds and trees for space, and they lose directly at the starting line of evolution.So even if there are lush vegetation everywhere, there are inedible weeds and trees, and there are very few fruit trees, only a few wild ones can survive, but it is a drop in the bucket!

Wood-type supernatural beings can give birth to vegetables and fruits, but the ones that are born out of the way are not as good as the ones that grow slowly in nature. They are not delicious or nutritious.

The plants spawned by wood-type supernatural beings are all disposable things. The plants will die soon, and the seeds will not be left behind!

Encountering such a sweet potato that looked like it was about to mutate, Qin Zhe felt lucky. He picked up a hoe and a flashlight the size of a finger in his hand, walked to the edge of the big tree, bit the flashlight, and started digging.

Just as Qin Zhe was digging the first hoe, Huo'er let out a "meow" as if his hair had exploded.

It jumped onto the dilapidated window sill, with a pair of amber eyes, fixedly staring at the vines entangled in the big tree, its tail wagging very fast, the flames danced more joyfully, and it looked like it was about to pounce on it at any time.

A certain mutated plant that was about to move suddenly froze outside the yard, unwilling to give up but fearful, finally gritted its teeth, gave up the offspring in the yard, and let the human dig it again and again.

A few minutes later, Qin Zhe not only didn't feel cold, but was a little hot. Under the force, sweat slid down his back with clear texture, looking full of beauty of strength.

The wet and soft soil was dug up, Qin Zhe pulled the vines up, frowned, it seemed that it was not too much effort, the roots were not deep, and he shook the soil attached to it, sweet potatoes, big and small, grew A series, the size of a baby's arm, the size of a fist, maybe twenty or thirty.

After cutting off the thick root, a sweet potato the size of a baby's fist was left on the vine, and a few leaves were cut off two meters away, and the vine was buried back. Qin Zhe hoped that this sweet potato would continue to live tenaciously. come down!

Qin Zhe was going to take away the vines that were pulled down from above, maybe there was a chance to plant them.

If there is no space for Huo'er, Qin Zhe will not do this, because there is, so if there is a place to stay someday, he is going to try planting.

It is very necessary for the future of mankind to cultivate new improved species that can compete with weeds and trees.

Carrying a bunch of sweet potatoes and sweet potato vines back, Qin Zhe was in a really good mood.

Especially when he saw Huo'er lying on the window sill waiting, he walked into the house, shook his hand towards Huo'er, and said with a smile: "I'll bake sweet potatoes for you, very fragrant and sweet."

The night was pitch black, and goose-feather-like snowflakes filled the sky and the ground, and the visibility was less than two or three meters.

Beside the swaying fire, the mutated green scorpion has roasted fat, and is pouring drop by drop into the fire, the fragrance is overflowing.

Rubbing his palms with the snow accumulated in the broken bowl, Qin Zhe used the small fruit knife on the keychain. This is the only weapon left on his body. After he is full, he will sharpen the blunt axe. .

The temperature outside is still dropping. If Qin Zhe hadn't been sitting by the fire, he was afraid that he would freeze to death. It's not good if he doesn't have supernatural powers. He can't resist cold and heat!

Cut off the mutated scorpion's legs, segment by segment, take out the snow-white and crystal-clear meat, let it cool before sending it to Huo'er's mouth.

Thousands of miles away, Yancheng was covered with snow like goose feathers, the whole Yancheng was covered in silver, the noise had ended, and it was time to rest.

In the City Lord's Mansion, Yin Shao is making Kung Fu tea.

The two brothers sat facing each other, the wood in the fireplace crackled from time to time, and the fire flickered, dispelling the chill in the room...

Yin Shao looked at his younger brother who had been frowning when he came back from hunting, and handed him a cup of tea.

In the end, Yin Shao couldn't help but asked, "Ge Er, what's the matter with you, you look very unhappy, and whoever provokes you is unhappy. Today's hunting has a good harvest, and everyone in the camp can drink the fifth-level mutant snapping turtle." Beast meat, everyone is very happy, be happy, at least don't frown."

Seeing that his younger brother listened to his words, not only did he not stretch his brows, but his complexion became worse and worse, especially after he started to grit his teeth, Yin Shao understood that the fire must have started to stir up again.

"I haven't seen Huo'er in the past two days, where did it go, and got angry again?" Yin Shao asked, he was [-]% sure in his heart that his younger brother was pissed off by his companion beast again, and he could not hold back his anger. It broke out, and I don't know who will suffer this time.

His younger brother has been suffering from a lot of problems since he was a child, and he doesn't know whether it is God's love or Bodai; he is slightly autistic, and he doesn't like to communicate with others; .

But I didn't expect that after the end of the world, a strange ability was awakened, the companion flame beast, with a little training, it became powerful, and then everything that my younger brother lacked appeared on the companion beast.

The poor younger brother is often furious by Huo'er, furious, but he has no choice but to endure it!

Looking at his younger brother's cold gaze, which was lively and interesting, Yin Shao said fearlessly: "It won't eat raw meat again, it's not because it has been trained to stop eating raw food."

"No, when I finished the battle, I don't know what it ate. It tasted so sweet that it made me tired..." God knows, Yin Ge doesn't like anything sweet and greasy. A mouthful of sweetness is suppressed.

"As a result, I just pressed my mouthful of sweetness, and before I recovered, the fire piled more than a dozen bugs into the space, making a mess." Yin Ge's eyes turned slightly red when he said this, and he was already getting angry.

Just thinking of a bunch of messy and untidy bugs in his own space made Yin Ge unbearable, not to mention he hated dirty bugs very much.

Hearing his younger brother's words, Yin Shao laughed and said: "It's useless to be angry, don't forget that it was born in you, it is you! Okay, okay, don't make yourself troublesome, if it's not neat, you can help it tidy up. Well, it's not a big deal."

"I've already arranged it neatly, and now, this little bastard, it, it has thrown a bunch of sweet potatoes and sweet potato leaves into the space," Yin Ge had already gritted his teeth, and seemed to be unable to suppress his outburst of anger.

Yin Shao suppressed a smile and said: "That's okay, if it's messy, you can get a storage box for it, and it will be fine if it's neatly arranged!"

Hearing that his brother had nothing to do with him, hanging high, and the irrepressible smile that spread to the corners of his eyes, Yin Ge finally couldn't help but said loudly: "What's the matter, those sweet potatoes dipped The mud, the black mud, you know, I, I... It still refuses my call, it refuses to come back."

It's really unbearable, unbearable, and there is no need to bear it anymore.

Yin Shao watched his younger brother with livid face suddenly stand up and walk to the bathroom, he shook his head and laughed.

Leaning against the door, watching his younger brother's angry face, the flame between his brows was beating as if he was about to struggle out, even though the anger was distorted, a beauty is a beauty, still as handsome as before, with a special taste.

The cold water rushed down, Yin Ge's beautiful, slender and powerful hands holding the knife, now holding a sweet potato with black mud, began to clean it seriously, just like he used to practice knife, even Be more careful and try to wash away all the things that make him uncomfortable!

The face was pinched and shifted, Chen Ming whispered: "My husband is here, where are you looking?"

Holding his mouth shut, Yin Shao smiled and said, "What kind of vinegar is there to eat, that's my brother."

In front of the swaying fire, Huo'er took a bite of the cool mutated green scorpion meat, and his whole body froze immediately, it was so fresh, so sweet, so good, so delicious, so delicious, those round eyes They all squinted, intoxicated by the delicious taste!

Yin Ge, who was thousands of miles away, seemed to be fixed by something, his beautiful eyes narrowed, and countless flavors exploded on the tip of his tongue!

It's obviously sweet, it should be a nasty taste, but there is no nasty signal in the brain, and it even makes him have a little aftertaste, which makes Yin Ge a little at a loss...

The author has something to say: Yin Ge, Huoer, what did you eat? It’s so delicious.

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